Goddess
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- Joined
- Aug 27, 2011
So this was the way to make it through grad school, teaching at a community college. It wouldn't be that bad. She'd be able to meet people, get experience, and best of all it would look great on her resume. Teaching a class while studying herself would be challenging, but it did mean she'd get out of this chapter in her life debt free, and as soon as she got her advanced degree she would be able to live comfortably to say the least!
Tatiana Molina was a student from a Hispanic family, but raised in the US, and had the flavor of her Puerto Rican mother and all the ambition of her Cuban father. She was a business mayor, and what a business mayor! With a café-con leche tan and such curves in her body, it was not average. Her shoulders were small, but her breasts were large and voluptuous, a D cup behind that thick blazer, which only seemed to emphasize her already small waist. Her pencil-skirt was tight around her wide hips, and those black pumps and black stockings only served to lengthen her strong legs. With her black waves in a high ponytail and a smile in her plump lips, she was ready for this new challenge.
She sat down, her name and information already in the blackboard, waiting from students to come in. Calmly, she gazed at the class, traditional and non-traditional alike. Challenge accepted!.
Tatiana Molina was a student from a Hispanic family, but raised in the US, and had the flavor of her Puerto Rican mother and all the ambition of her Cuban father. She was a business mayor, and what a business mayor! With a café-con leche tan and such curves in her body, it was not average. Her shoulders were small, but her breasts were large and voluptuous, a D cup behind that thick blazer, which only seemed to emphasize her already small waist. Her pencil-skirt was tight around her wide hips, and those black pumps and black stockings only served to lengthen her strong legs. With her black waves in a high ponytail and a smile in her plump lips, she was ready for this new challenge.
She sat down, her name and information already in the blackboard, waiting from students to come in. Calmly, she gazed at the class, traditional and non-traditional alike. Challenge accepted!.